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he’s managed to turn me on so much I’m sure he could ignite me with his breath.
    “Much better. Look at you. Feisty. Spirited. Sweet. Vulnerable. How am I supposed to resist you?” Max releases me as suddenly as he fisted my hair and leaves me trembling with desire. He cups my chin in his hand, leaning in to brush my lips. “Your body is quivering under my grasp, which confirms you want me as much as I want you.”
    Fuck.
    “We can sit here all night and disagree on pros and cons of taking things further, or I can relieve my rock-hard erection inside your aching pussy. The choice is yours.”
    I’m completely under his spell. His hazel eyes pin me to his couch even as his strong hand keeps my head from moving. His voice, his command and his assertiveness keep me silenced.
    God, I’m going to melt if these waves of heat keep raging inside me.
    I stare up at him helplessly and I know deep inside my core, if he wants to take me right here in front of this massive window overlooking the calmness of Central Park, I’d let him without protesting.
    “I want you so badly,” I confess, unable to deny the yearning inside my soul.
    “Good answer, sweetness.”
    His finger runs over my lips, and I realize my mouth is open, my breathing fast. His cheeks crease in a smile and I can tell he has me exactly where he wants me.
    He gets off the couch and bends down to grab me in his arms. My first reaction is to resist. God, I’m no lightweight.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “I can walk.”
    “I’m sure you can. Trust me, I’ve been salivating over your hips under your clingy dress, but I want to carry you upstairs and throw your curvy body onto my mattress before I have my way with you. If you have a problem with that, deal with it.” The next thing I know Max flings me over his shoulder and he’s climbing the gorgeous barn wood steps to his bedroom.
     

 
    Chapter 4
     
    To my surprise, Max carries me up the flight of stairs leading to second floor as if I weigh twenty pounds.
    He’s not huffing and puffing. I guess I’m worrying about my weight for no good reason.
    We’ve barely stepped through the door of his bedroom when it’s kicked closed behind us and I’m pinned against the wall.
    “Take off the dress so I can see which one of our creations you’re wearing,” he says, reaching out to touch something against the wall.
    How did he know?
    I’m about to protest when I notice in panic that he’s turning on the lights in the room before dimming them slightly.
    Oh, God, I don’t have sex the first time with lights on. I much prefer the safety of darkness until I’m more at ease being naked in front of a new lover.
    “Whoa. Your bedroom is impeccable and is so well decorated.” I latch on to the décor as a way out of this situation, but he reads me like a book.
    “Candy, do you have a problem with me admiring your gorgeous naked body?”
    Well, when you put it in such flattering terms, maybe a little light won’t hurt. I shake my head, too shy to answer, and he grins from ear to ear.
    “Good. Now, take the dress off. I want to see you disrobe and I want to be seduced by your naughty lingerie.”
    Damn, he always finds the perfect words to make me feel so sexy. I smile from under my lashes, slowly turning around and gathering my hair over my left shoulder.
    “What are you doing?”
    “You asked me to remove my dress,” I answer, confused.
    “I want to devour you with my eyes as you slip out of your dress. Don’t you dare deny me the pleasure,” he says in a commanding voice.
    “When you say such intoxicating things, it’s impossible for me to refuse you.” I turn around.
    I pull at the sash of my wrap dress, conscious he’s focused solely on me. I’m still determined to avoid his gaze when he takes a step and closes the gap between us. My God, I’m so tiny next to him without my heels. His first touch against my naked skin startles me. He caresses my neck with one hand while opening my dress fully